I Will Be The Crowned King Chapter 182

The Grand Duchy of Mist, Iron Bell Fort, the Office of the Supreme Staff of Hantu.

Late at night, twenty-two thirty-five.

Alan Dawn, in a blue printed nightgown and a pom-pom knitted nightcap, was lying in front of the desk, and the huge back chair made his not tall head even smaller.

When there are not many things to do, the humble and industrious little clerk usually only works until 22:00, and after that is his private time; generally, he will not stay in the office at this time, let alone washing. After the shower, he came in wearing pajamas.

That would be undignified and quite unprofessional.

But for some special reason, the little clerk decided to break the routine and do something very outrageous and rule-breaking - he would use the large desk in the office instead of the bedside table to complete his diary tonight.

This "habit" of imitating his immediate boss has turned into a "little hobby" that fascinates him very much; if he doesn't write something every day, it seems that the day is not complete.

He pulled out a stack of delicate parchment, unscrewed the cap of the pen, lit the fireplace and all the lamps in the office, hummed the relaxed and pleasant tune of "Delete Joy", and swayed the two little feet hidden under the table, using Animal-embroidered cotton slippers beat the beat:

"September 28, today is an unusual day."

"The messenger reports that His Majesty Claude François and Grand Duke Aiden have reached a private agreement with the Deputy Commander of the Expeditionary Force, Sir Bernard Morwis, to immediately release and return some of the expeditionary force's prisoners - on the condition that The location must be within the empire west of the Climbing Tower Fortress."

"As the 'mediator' of the two sides, Colonel Anson Bach and all members of the Storm Division will **** the Imperial Expeditionary Force out of the country together with the Han soil army, and supervise the whole process of releasing the prisoners and signing the agreement."

"This is the most amazing thing I've heard so far - even Lord Anson Bach defeated the Imperial Expeditionary Force, it didn't surprise me that much!"

"In any case, this is definitely a great news, a good news that even the Church of the Clovis Order cannot suppress; I can now fully imagine how much this news will cause when it reaches Clovis City. sensational effect."

"As his loyal and humble clerk, I feel like my future is really brighter."

"According to the time, they should have almost reached the summit tower by now; it is a pity that they were not able to accompany Ansen Bach at this 'historic' moment."

"But as a private clerk, showing your face is the last thing you should do... Ah, although I really want to go, even if it's just a corner to watch; a small corner without a chair, no one will notice it."

"In order to alleviate this regret, I notified the maid in charge of my daily life and asked her to prepare a surprise for me at dinner."

"Obviously, she has no experience as an administrator, so she asked me what kind of surprise I wanted."

"I was going to tell her that according to the rules, a bottle of '82 is a 'surprise' - but considering I'm underage myself, let's switch to hot milk with honey..."

After writing the last sentence, the secretary who stopped writing picked it up and read it silently, then closed the diary.

Just as he was about to enjoy the last hours of the day, drink a glass of hot milk and go to bed, there was a sudden knock on the office door.

Ten seconds later, a tall young man in loose formal clothes pushed open the door, holding a letter in a panic.

The little secretary was stunned for a moment, and then there was a little dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Clerk Bell, I remember that I have reminded it at least four times that after ten o'clock is 'off-duty time' - this time we do not handle any official business, Everything has to wait until tomorrow..."

"I know!" The young man called "Bell" quickly interrupted, his tone was very nervous:

"But this letter is really urgent and can't be delayed for a moment - this is also what you asked for. The most urgent letter must be notified to you as soon as possible, no matter what time it is!"

"I reminded so, but before the Imperial Expeditionary Force was defeated, and now they have..."

Before he finished speaking, Secretary Xiao suddenly raised his head with a thump in his heart, and his expression instantly became solemn: "Isn't it the letter of help from Major General Ludwig Franz?!"

"No!" Bell said without hesitation.

But before he could really breathe a sigh of relief, the other party added: "It's a handwritten letter from Archbishop Luther Franz!"

Um? !

Taking the letter from the clerk who stepped forward in a hurry, Alan Dawn hurriedly opened the letter.

A few seconds later, the originally nervous little secretary suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression became more and more solemn.

He slowly put down the letter and jumped off the chair: "Clerk Bell."

"exist!"

The young man was stunned.

"You did the right thing. I want to praise you on behalf of the Church of the Order of Clovis and Lord Anson Bach." With his hands in the pockets of his nightgown, the little clerk raised his neck and said sternly:

"And now, I'm going to give you a more difficult mission - to prepare a carriage for me, come back to the office in an hour, and let's go to the top of the tower together."

"Go to the top of the tower?!" The shocked young man glanced at the dark night outside the window and couldn't believe it:

"Now?"

"It's now!" The little secretary nodded heavily:

"We can't afford to delay a minute!"

On the western outskirts of the Climbing Tower, the ceremony of surrendering the prisoners, which symbolized the temporary truce between the Hantu Kingdom and the Empire, just ended.

Although both sides agreed to **** the Imperial Expeditionary Force out of the country by Han soil and Clovis troops, and to hold a ceremony in the Empire; but there are still some differences between the two sides on more specific details.

And it's huge.

The Imperial Expeditionary Force hopes that the ceremony will be held outside the fortress of the Climbing Tower. At the same time, apart from the relevant high-level people, the rest of the idle people, such as some Clovis people who are obviously watching the fun, should not participate.

But it is obviously impossible to satisfy the Hantu Kingdom - they prefer to be in a big imperial city, preferably a suburb of a seaport city, and they must make a big splash, and the more lively the ceremony, the better.

Such an obvious intention of humiliation seriously stimulated some imperial knights who had not realized that they were already prisoners; they clamored to organize an army and "fight to the end" with Han Tu.

However, before the Storm Division and the Hantu Allied Forces figured out what was going on, these "main battle factions" were already "suppressed" by other reasonable expedition officers and soldiers.

After negotiation, the two sides chose a place called "Black Rock Village" for the ceremony.

This small settlement, which cannot be found at all on the map, is less than three kilometers away from the fortress of the top of the tower. It is sparsely populated, but because it used to serve as the logistics base of the expeditionary army, the facilities are very complete, which is very suitable for large-scale ceremonies. , and "occupied".

In this way, it can not only satisfy the vanity of the Han Tu people to "counter-attack the empire", but also let the imperial expeditionary army avoid the embarrassing situation of embarrassment.

In addition, although Heiyan Village is indeed the territory of the Empire on the map, the local people are actually Aiden people, and they have been paying taxes to Duke Aiden.

In the empty barracks, the released expeditionary army prisoners, the Victory Fang Hantu Corps, and the "middleman" Storm Division formed three dense phalanxes around the Hantu and Clovis flags on the flagpole.

In the center of the three phalanxes, the representatives of the three parties also took their seats in front of a long table prepared in advance according to the positions of their respective armies; and very "coincidentally" was the position of the storm division, just behind the main seat of the long table. .

Therefore, if you look directly in front of the long table, it seems that this important ceremony, which is related to the armistice between the two countries, was carried out under the supervision of the Clovis Kingdom.

However, apart from the storm division who came to join in the fun, the other people present didn't care about these trivial details; after pretending to be snakes, the two sides exchanged the documents in each other's hands, and stamped their signatures on the paper handed to each other.

The content of the pact is very simple: from the date of signing, the Hantu Kingdom and the Empire will cease fighting for 90 days, 20,000 expedition soldiers, 8,000 expedition soldiers, 5,000 fleet soldiers, all survivors and all that can be found. A quarter of the body of the deceased will be returned.

The remaining three-quarters, two-thirds of which will be returned in batches after Han soil has received the full ransom; one-third will be handed over to the Storm Division, and the Kingdom of Clovis will decide their whereabouts.

As a condition of return, within the ninety days of the armistice period, the Empire shall not allow her troops to approach any area within ten kilometers of the fortress of the top of the tower, and shall not impose trade restrictions on the Hantu Kingdom.

If the conditions are violated, the armistice treaty will be deemed invalid, and Hantu will no longer guarantee the personal safety of the remaining prisoners.

As the only representative of the expeditionary force, Deputy Commander Bernard Morwes looked very calm, even a little relaxed and happy, which formed a sharp inverse contrast with the gloomy and gnashing imperial knights behind him.

"To be honest, if I had known earlier that Han Tu's purpose is only to be independent and establish a unified kingdom of its own, the empire probably would not have sent an expeditionary force, and this ridiculous battle would not have happened."

Putting down the pen for signing, a wry smile appeared on Bernard's face.

"But it still happened." Claude Francois on the opposite side said coldly, his physical condition was visible to the naked eye:

"After all, there is no if in this world."

"What you said is, Your Majesty." Bernard nodded respectfully and turned his attention to Anson, who was always "onlookers":

"Ah... I'm sorry, Your Excellency Anson Bach, have I not yet mediated for you, thank you?"

"You're too kind." Anson smiled lightly.

"No no no... I still have to thank you." Bernard suddenly became serious and said with a serious face:

"Sir-Louis Bernard has told me all your words, and I think you're absolutely right - although we are now hostile to each other, it does not affect our friendship."

"Therefore, although there are many objections within the expeditionary force, I finally decided to believe in the friendship between you and Louis - I believe that you will never betray the promise you made to your friends, and protect those who must stay in the Han Dynasty for the time being. The expedition officers and soldiers of the soil can have absolute personal safety and corresponding treatment.”

Bernard's expression was incomparably sincere.

Anson's smile was slightly stiff.

"There's no need to guarantee this by His Excellency Anson Bach." The tired Claude Francois interrupted, his bloodshot eyes glanced at Victor Emmanuel, the Grand Duke of Aiden beside him.

The latter immediately understood: "Yes, as long as the empire keeps its promise, Hantu will never harm any imperial people in the prison camp, let alone abuse them; but if you still don't believe it..."

"I completely believe in your commitment." Bernard immediately smiled and raised his hand to interrupt, but his eyes never left Anson:

"It's just that I'm a little jealous of an outstanding young man like Your Excellency Anson Bach, and I can't help but want to make things difficult for him a little bit."

"As far as I know, you not only helped Hantu defeat us, but also recaptured Eaglehorn City, which had been controlled by the Elven Kingdom of Iser for more than fifty years; helping your allies to win so many victories will surely make you famous in the country. Noisy?"

This guy... Anson barely kept a smile and said with a "reminder": "Sorry, but Eagle Point City now belongs to the Kingdom of Clovis."

"Ah... that's it!"

Bernard "suddenly realized" and quickly apologized: "Sorry, it seems that the information I got is slightly off--to tell the truth~www.mtlnovel.com~ I have always felt that the Kingdom of Clovis has few allies. A strong country must spare no effort to win over its allies."

"Well... it seems that the friendship between the Kingdom of Clovis and Hantu is beyond interests; even though they are enemies, they can't help but be deeply admired!"

In a "joyful" atmosphere, the ceremony was over; what followed was a grand reception and celebration banquet, as well as a military parade to show off force.

In order to participate in the real "founding ceremony" of the Hantu Kingdom, almost two-thirds of the Hantu nobles were dispatched: the lords and city-state leaders from all over the world, whether they had military positions or not, all left their work and squeezed their heads. I want to get into the banquet scene.

The expeditionary army officers present also seemed very light-hearted, but they were very conscious of "high-priced meat tickets"-for them, the war was over, as long as Hantu did not intend to completely tear up with the empire, the next For them, "prisoner" life is almost like visiting a distant relative's house.

The only one who seemed a little unsocial was still the Clovis people who came over to join in the fun.

At the beginning of the banquet, a certain "Clowe representative" disappeared from the scene without a trace, making the officers of the Storm Division slightly embarrassed, and had to rely on the Chief of Staff Carl Bain, who came back temporarily, and the former Guards officers support the scene.

"What, bad news?!"

In a very secret corner, Anson looked at the little secretary who hurried over, and said with a look of horror: "Isn't it the letter of help from Major General Ludwig Franz?!"

"Uh... not."

Facing the boss whose reaction was surprisingly similar to his own, Alan Dawn showed a slightly embarrassed smile:

"But in a sense, the same can be said."

Chapter end